Chance Encounter(Serori/Open)

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Today there was nothing planned for the rebels to do, but their leader had a different goal for tonight, and he needed the darkness for it. Sneaking into the city, he headed straight for one of the nearby dumps being careful to not be spotted by one of the guards. When he arrived, he removed the hood that he had been wearing to cover his hair to get as more light. There had been reports that Kabu’s belongings had been thrown into this dump, and he had been coming here to try collecting them all. There was something that belonged to Kabu that he wanted to make sure stayed in his possession and didn’t get taken by those bastard elites.

Moving the different pieces of scrap around, he began to search the dump for any traces of the item or any of the things his father owned. “Come on, where is the damned thing, I know it’s here somewhere,” he really didn’t want to stay here too long. The longer he stayed the more likely he was going to be spotted and it would be a tricky situation to get out of the city on his own. As he wandered through the dump, he came across an interesting sight; a space pod had been left in the middle of the place.

Walking up to it, he placed his hands on the exterior and felt the rough texture of the corrosion that had started to sink into the metallic skin. Poor thing had probably been abandoned and left to rest; maybe he could get it back into working order and give it to someone. There was more to him than just being a warrior; Kabu had been teaching him how to repair different types of things before he’d been killed. Yuumaru continued to study it even to this day, any time they found a piece of tech that was damaged he would take it to slowly repair. He’d found old manuals on repairing some of the space craft as well, with the new government they seemed to be suffocating the people’s learning.

That was another reason that they needed to go, there was once a time where Vegeta had some of the most advanced technology according to the records. Now though there was such a steep decline in what was available for them to use. It was disgusting to think about, they had been thriving and then because of this new regime they were moving backwards instead of forward. Shaking his head, he opened the hatch to take a look at the controls and see what kind of condition they were in. “Hm, not too bad, I could probably get it running with a little bit of work.”

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The Majin engine of destruction cackled as he zoomed past a few random Saiyans, startling them and interrupting whatever illicit activities they had been practising at this time of the night. Jui didn't care about them, or any of the buildings he flew through in his mad trip around the city. The only two directives that had been installed in him were the desire to kill, and to have fun. At most times they went together nicely, but right now Jui found speeding around much more fulfilling than slaughter. Unceasing in his deranged laughter, Jui continued plowing through anything that got in his way, until he eventually came to the realisation that he'd exited the main areas of the city and was now in a place with large stretches of discarded objects. While Jui had no idea that this place was a dump, or even what its purpose was, he did know that his fun had come to an end. And that left only one other thing.

Jui halted his flight and stopped laughing, raising a hand to the sky and formed a generic ball of crimson energy. The crackling sphere of crimson swelled to the size of a large boulder, and Jui swung his arm downwards. The attack quickly flew at a pile of garbage and exploded in a massive pillar of light that cast a dull red illumination over the dump, and vaporised the stack of junk and some surrounding objects. Jui began laughing once more and clapped his hands in joy at the light show, barely waiting before forming similar balls of energy in his hands and throwing them all over the place while twisting his torso like a spring. Soon there were red columns of energy rising from all over the dump, signalling that even more destruction had occurred. The Majin responsible for this act untwisted his body so that it now looked correct and grinned evilly, choosing to launch dozens of blasts from his finger in a wide arc. And while these smaller blasts were not as devestating as the others had been, the wide trenches Jui was gouging with them was a fun activity for him. That minor act of destruction had brought a sense of appreciation to Jui, and he remained floating in midair to watch the remaining explosions. He'd have some more fun soon enough.

[Serori Yakedo-Satsumaimo]

In whatever new world Serori had managed to get herself sucked into, she had only a few meager possessions. For starters, she still had her money, a few basic clothes (now more, after having bought some), her old, nearly ruined ambassador's uniform, and her Arcosian armor. Everything but the latter she kept with her in her apartment room. The armor she kept in a space pod in the dump. While this may not seem like the best place to store something, it was in that armor that she'd been caught by the Saiyan military, imprisoned and questioned. Serori thought it would be best to keep it somewhere safe: a space pod she'd hid in when she had escaped. In the middle of a large mass of garbage, hidden from sight, rusted, nobody would want to touch it. Nobody but a Saiyan who was going to attempt to repair it, and get off this hell-hole of nostalgia.

Her apartment building was three buildings away from the dump, with her bedroom window getting a clear view of it (part of the reason why the room was so cheap). Thus, when bright flashes of crimson lit it up, Serori was very capable of seeing it. Alerted to a presence, she jumped out of bed, running down two flights of stairs, tripping down the third. Stumbling onto the concrete, Serori managed to balance herself, cursing her clumsiness, before sprinting towards the piles of garbage.

Once close enough, the Saiyaness kicked off with her feet, using her ki to fly into the general direction of the dead space-pod. If she could get that fixed, that was her only means of escape.

When she got closer, she sensed two ki signatures. Both were about even with hers, although one a little bit higher. She homed in on the nearest one. Seeing a figure standing by her pod, she shouted out.

"Hey, get away from my pod!"

Serori would then land a few feet away from him. She was dressed in plain old brown/tan civilians clothes, simply dressed. Her hair wouldn't be too badly strewn, only from the wind of her flight.

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Having examined the ship thoroughly, he figured that he could probably get it up and running without too much effort. Despite being so banged up, everything was still on as close to working order as could be. Maybe he could put it together and make a bit of money off of it or something, he'd have to worry about that later. Right now he was looking for something more important to him, that could be useful later on. It had to be buried somewhere around here, and he would find it before sunrise.

That was the plan until a strange pillar of red light erupted not too far from where he was in the dump. Followed shortly by more of the same, something else was in here and it seemed like a serious threat. About to set off towards the origin of the light, he was stopped when someone called out to him. The woman that was approaching mentioned something about the space pod being hers.

"We can discuss that stuff later, something is going on over there and I doubt it's good. If there is a dangerous weapon buried here, it could harm the citizens, help me and I can help you later," he figured that he would at least make the offer. If she could help him out then he would be willing to help her later by repairing her ship. He really hoped the Saiyan military hadn't gotten to the point of planting explosive in a dump to try catching citizens.

Taking to the air he rushed to the area where he saw the last red light pillars appear. What he found was not at all what he was expecting, some weird grey colored creature was the source of the destruction. "Hey, what the hell are you doing? There are innocent people around that could get hurt," despite that he wanted to protect the item he was looking for, people came first. That was what he was fighting for in the first place, and this bastard was trying to put his people in danger.

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Jui twisted his neck around to see the one who had called out to him. Seeing Yuumaru floating there with an indignant expression on his face, led Jui to frown and stop with his current game, which was carving a giant crude 'J' into the earth. He didn't like the fact that someone had come to interrupt his game. Though almost instantly, his frown turned into a grin of glee and he rotated his body to face the same direction as his head. Jui formed an orb of violet energy and held it out in front of him, tossing it up and down like a common tennis ball. It looked like he'd just found a new playmate.

"Hehehehehehe...Hahaha....HAHAHAHA!"Jui's laughter suddenly spiked in crescendo and morphed from mere chuckles to hysterical in less than a minute. The tennis ball sized ki orb fell back into Jui's palm and suddenly expanded into a crackling sphere that consumed his entire forearm. Not deterred by the loss of the limb, Jui regenerated it palm first, so that as it grew out it shoved the violet mass of ki at Yuumaru. Jui's cackles continued as he watched the attack speed towards the Saiyan, and he raised his right arm over his head and formed another sphere, throwing it at Yuumaru just as the first was almost upon him. Jui leaned forwards to see the saiyan get blown to bits, laughter settling into low chuckles. The grey skinned majin lacked the ability to sense energy, and didn't see any reason to take one random Saiyan more seriously than the others.

[seraphim]

Seraph didn't live far from the dirt, which was being converted into a war zone. His how shook and crimson light shown through his window, waking him from his sleep. Seraph got up and shuffled from his bed to the window, looking up at what was happening with distaste. Fights happened all the time, even some evolve into riots, but this was entirely different. The saiyans here dont destroy their own homeland for the sake of destroying it.

He frowned, getting his usual clothes on, a white button up and a pair of torn pants. He quickly left his home and took to the sky to confront this mad-whatever it was. He saw that he wasn't the only one to see the event as at least two other saiyans confronted this.... thing. Seraph didnt get a chance to talk as the monster had already attacked, with deadly intent the guy that was here first. Seraph knew well that this thing was more powerful than he was, but he didnt care. Deadly intent deserved the exact treatment they delivered, so he pointed his finger at the alien, concentrating his power to the tip of his finger, creating a small marble sized ball of energy and fired it at the freak of nature, aiming for where a person's heart would be. While it was only two inches in diameter, it made up for it in penetration power.

[Serori Yakedo-Satsumaimo]

The man had politely shrugged off her exclamation, turning instead to a large crimson cylinder that arose from farther away. Serori had managed to forget about the second power signature until then. What she had first thought to be roughly hers and this mans strength (who bore a resemblance to something that was pushing at Serori's mind), turned out to be a lot stronger. She wasn't ready for a fight, not this soon after her capture.

The man whom had been investigating the space pod took off running towards the signature. Serori took a deep breath, concentrated her ki, and large, purple-feathered wings erupted from her back. While they might look like they were attached, in fact they were made of ki, and were more for guide and balance with her bukujutsu. They also could form a barrier, and likely that would be most of what they would do tonight.

With a flap that sent trash scattering, Serori soared into the air, in time to see another figure emerge from a house also close to the dump. That person, too, was running to the fight. The Saiyaness could only hope that they would be able to help.

Eyes turned back to the ground, her eyes lighted on the being that had caused the attacks. He was a dark grey, and looked...remarkably like the being Mori. Could they be the same? And if so, why were so many...what had he said..."mah jeen" on Vegeta? Wouldn't the Vegetans dislike this alien species on their planet? They were rather territorial. But, no...these weren't aliens, according to Mori...so, what then?

Serori took a breath, before diving down, wings wrapped around her to be more aerodynamic. Little did she know that this nose-dive might save Yuumaru's life. She had started before the Majin had attacked, and landed, still wrapped up in her protective feathers, a few seconds before the attacks hit. The first hit startled Serori, slamming into her, and pushing her body back, possibly into Yuumaru, unless he sidestepped. The second one slammed into the upper parts of her wings, tearing through them.

Serori let out a curse, dispersing her wings. She rolled over, quickly getting back up. "Are you alright?" she said to the Saiyan, before turning towards the grey being.

"You could have had us killed! Are you insane?"

Serori's only encounter thus far with a majin had been with Mori. With his kid-like attitude, she could only assume he'd been alive a relatively short time, or just mild mannered. It hadn't occured to her that if there were more of him, they might behave differently.

With the two attacks the majin had made, Serori hadn't noticed that the person leaving their house had joined the fight.

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Wings, that was a new one to him, he'd never seen someone form wings before like that. A slight smirk, at least this ruckus had a positive effect in that it allowed him to meet an interesting person. Whatever the hell was attacking though seemed to have a distinct lack of sanity or intelligence. The fact that it cackled while destroying things pissed him off a bit more as well. He had no regard for anything else, just whatever he wanted, well Yuumaru was going to give him a taste of his own medicine.

When the attacks were launched at him, before he could move the woman from before was standing in front of him. She used her wings to shield him from the attacks; getting knocked into him from the force of them. He'd tried to help steady her as much as he could placing his hands on either side of her waist. However, the second one tore through her wings which caught Yuumaru off-guard for a second.

Getting back up himself as she rolled to the side, Yuumaru snarled towards the grey little freak attacking them. The little bastard was really starting to irritate him and he was going to have to do something about it. "Okay, if this thing wants a fight, we're going to have to work together for this," he looked toward the new person that had attacked as well. Maybe they could at least chase the bugger away from here, and somewhere that he couldn't do any real harm.

Gathering Ki into both of his hands, this was probably going to drain him a bit, but it was only fair to return what was given. Concentrating the Ki he created two large attacks, and returned fire with a double Giga Foe. The large beams each being six feet in diameter as they ripped through the air towards whatever the hell had started destroying things. That tired him out a bit, so he would refrain from using anything like that again for a bit. He'd need to regain some energy, especially if this was going to be as tough as he thought it was.

There was one attack that he had in his arsenal that might be able to do the trick. It was an old one, but the power was impressive, plus charging it up would help increase the raw power behind it.

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Jui clapped his hands at the sight of Serori's wings getting blown off, not caring that his intended target was still alive. The spectacle of the brilliant constructs of ki being torn apart by his attack brought even more amusement to Jui than the sight of Yuumaru's body being reduced to bits would have. While clapping, he noticed a feeling of dullness in his chest, and looking down at it saw that there was a hole in his flesh. Grinning, Jui extended his neck and moved his head around so that he was now looking at Seraphim. With the curved 'U' shape his neck now had, Jui looked even more unnatural than he had before. "You want play too?"Jui said before his chest swelled, the hole sealing before the bulge moved up into his neck, making it look like a python that had just swallowed a meal. When the large mass made its way to Jui's mouth, he made chewing movements for a few seconds and then began spitting small white orbs at Seraphim at extreme speed. As the orbs neared the saiyan, they would grow in size and morph into white copies of Jui with ghostly tails, cackling and flying at Seraphim with deadly intent. There were six in total.

Jui withdrew his neck back to its normal length and looked at Yuumaru and Serori with an expression of sadistic glee. Seeing the large twin blasts blazing towards him, Jui expanded his body and opened a large hole in the middle, letting the mighty attack pass through. Jui shrunk back to regular size and pointed at Yuumaru and laughed uproariously once more. At his finger tip a massive buildup of energy appeared that put the Giga Foe to shame. After a full ten seconds of charging the blast was fired, appearing to be a massive burst of crimson energy. When the attack actually neared Yuumaru it was revealed as nothing more than an elaborate light show tacked onto an average ki blast. Jui now laughed even harder and clutched his chest to contain his aching sides, spinning in midair as he did so. He stopped when he was upside down and this time shot his head at Serori. He kept his head in front of hers long enough to make a kissy face, blowing a Jui-Ghost at her right before he withdrew his head and rotated so that he was the right way up. He placed his hands on his hips and stopped laughing, letting a serious scowl replace the crazed grin that had dominated his expression. "Jui kill you."he stated before launching his right foot at Seraphim, his left fist at Yuumaru and a red beam of energy at Serori. The majin might not have understood that each one of them was close to his strength right now, but he did have at least a basic understanding that pausing and giving them time to attack was a no no.

[seraphim]

This was... unnatural. No being should be able to twist their head like this, or regenerate from a kill shot like that. The thing thought the three were playing games with the freak! If he considers this play.... then what will it be like when he actually decides to "Fight"? Seraph's thought process was interrupted when six balls of a white substance flew toward him, gaining te appearance of its creator, which unnerved Seraph. What they were going to do once they caught up with Seraph was unknown to him, but he didn't stay to find out. Seraph took off in the opposite direction wence he came, only to be chased by these ghost-like creatures.

Seraph looked back, only to see them catching up with him. Seraph charged a yellow ball of energy and through it toward the group, catching one which caused it to explode. Its explosion caused a chain reaction among the group of ghosts, leaving a large cloud of smoke before Seraph, who believed they were all destroyed. Sadly, Seraph wasn't the most lucky half-saiyan out there, so it didn't surprise him when a white arm reached out from the cloud and grabbed Seraph, pulling itself face-to-face with him. It cackled menacingly and stuck its tongue out at Seraph and exploded, sending him to the ground below.

He didn't even touch the ground before he felt a foot in his stomach. At least he knew he was alive and not killed by the stupid ghost. However he theorized that if all of them were to grab him, he would be dead. When he did hit the ground, it took him a second to pick himself up but he did. His clothes were tattered and ripped, which irritated him. He took off toward the the majin, spotting another ghost going for the one that seemingly sprouted wings. Before the Ghost could get close enough Seraph shot a ki blast at it and another at the majin, hoping to keep the ghost from grabbing a hold of the saiyaness and to catch the majin off guard.

[Serori Yakedo-Satsumaimo]

"Okay, if this thing wants a fight, we're going to have to work together for this," the stranger threw at her, and Serori nodded. This was definitely going to be a problem, and not a confrontation she had looked forward to. The man whom Serori would later find out was named Yuumaru began charging energy for an attack, while Serori drew in ki for any sort of defensive maneuver she may need to do. However, from behind came another ki blast, which opened the chest of the majin. He looked down, filling himself back up, turning behind him.

After a few uttered words, the chest area that had filled in began to swell, running up his extended, distorted neck, akin to a regurgitating python. Serori's curiosity about what would happen next was soon satiated as she saw several ghost like projections released from his mouth, aimed at the attacker, who appeared to be another Saiyan. From what little light was produced form the sky, Serori assumed it was male. He dealt easily with these projectiles, only one escaping his ki blasts. It grabbed hold of him, sticking its tongue out, before exploding. This attack was one Serori needed to avoid at all costs.

In an act of infantile aggression, the majin suddenly launched his head, stretching his neck, in Serori's direction. She pulled back her arm, ready to punch it, as he made a kissy face. This action caused a cringe of disgust in the Saiyaness's stomach. However, instead of making contact, he spat out another ghost-like projection of himself. Preparing to defend herself against its explosion, it suddenly exploded before hitting her. Serori looked down, seeing the new person who had joined. It was definitely a guy, and he had just saved Serori a lot of trouble.

"Thanks!" She shouted down to the newcomer, before turning again to the Majin, who was now suddenly greatly illuminated. He was starting to throw out kicks and punches with his stretchiness. It seemed almost in slow motion, as Serori's eyes turned up towards the sky. What had formerly been overcast, was now clearing. Up until now, no one in this fight had really paid attention to the sky, and now with the clouds gone, a game changer was about to appear.

The source of light was none other than the bane of Saiyans everywhere. While a powerful tool in a properly trained Saiyans arsenal, to the untrained, it only led to an unstoppable rampage. Serori's skin rippled, every hair on her body standing out, most beginning to grow longer at a much faster rate than what was normal. Her eyes, wide, blue iris's reflecting a white disc.

The full moon.

With a growl of pain, Serori clenched at her head, eyes squinting at the pain as her body began to grow, becoming covered in brown fur, matching her fur. Larger and larger she grew, and smaller and smaller shrunk her hold on her conscience. The knowledge of right and wrong seemed to merge together, to create an id that knew not of social dos and don'ts. No, this was a primal rage that now controlled Serori. She let out a shout to the heavens, raising her fists in anger. Anger at what?

Currently, her anger took the face of something she'd been trying to quell since coming here: anger at herself. If it hadn't been for her, then she wouldn't be here now, wherever here was. Vegeta...but Vegeta had been destroyed. Boliko, killed? On Vegeta. How could it have been possible? Confusion, leading to rage, incoherrent thoughts running between the puny eyes on the giant monkey, eyes that sought anything to take the pain out on. Anything...

Raising her foot, she roared again, slamming it down in front of her, opening her mouth, and letting loose a beam of energy, wiping across the ground. Serori's primal state, fed by her past, consuming the present.

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"I agree, working together is going to be needed," he agreed with the woman that had helped and protected him. The other saiyan that was there, he was a little more cautious about, he couldn't tell what side he was on. However, priorities came first and the grey weirdo needed to be dealt with.

This little bastard was really becoming a nuisance now, and it was doing some really creepy things by puking up white...clone things. Apparently they were explosive as well, which meant that avoiding them or using something to detonate them would be necessary. Watching everything closely, he also noted the change in his demeanor that was quite radical and instant. Freaking bipolar bastard was trying to attack all three of them at the same time too.

When the fist neared, Yuumaru countered with his own, and added a bit extra to his own punch. A shock wave erupted and was sent through the arm about six feet. His Void Ripper would hopefully do some damage to this freak's arm. Then they could focus on taking him apart piece by piece with coordinated attacks.

That or the moon could come out and make things a bit more interesting all around. This was definitely going to be tricky to deal with at the moment, having one transform might be interesting. He needed to avoid that though, so for the time being he avoided the light of the moon. Instead he took a different approach by flying high into the air and putting himself in front of the moon with his back to it.

Putting one hand in front of the other with both palms facing the same direction, he began to charge up his next attack. He'd have to deal with the consequences of unleashing the attack like this, but the battle needed to end a bit quicker now.

Charge 1

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Jui watched in fascination as Serori changed into a giant monkey, eyes locked on the transformation. When the beast slammed its foot into the ground, Jui drifted to the side in order to get a better view of the creature. This also kept him safe from the gargantuan mouth beam that had been launched, even though he hadn't been the target it was still highly likely that he would have been caught by it. Jui whistled, impressed at the display of destructive force. Something caught his eye though, and he turned to look at it. It was the other saiyan, Seraphim, who was looking a bit worse for wear. Jui snarled and pointed his palms at him, launching a series of crimson spheres at the lone Saiyan. After a dozen of those, he considered the saiyan finished and looked around, curious about the whereabouts of the first one. Jui craned his neck in all directions before looking up and seeing Yuumaru charging an attack. He grinned and blew out another six Jui-Ghosts, sending them all at the Saiyan. The ghosts flew in random patterns, not sticking together. That would have made them too easy to destroy at once. Jui was pleased with his plan of attack and turned his attention back to the giant monkey. He frowned as he considered what to do with it, before settling on an idea that brought a dark smile to his face. Jui flitted next to Serori's head and stuck his face inside her ear, which had now grown large enough that he could fit his whole head inside. Drawing a deep breath, Jui screamed as loudly as he could directly into Serori's eardrum before quickly pulling out and flying back, eager to see what the monkey's reaction would be. While he waited, he stuck his left arm out at Yuumaru and launched a red beam at him, still keeping his eyes on the monkey and appearing uninterested in the other Saiyan. Speaking of other Saiyans, Jui dropped his entire lower body down to Seraphim's level and let it walk towards the Saiyan to see if he was still alive, and maybe kick the corpse a few times if he wasn't.

[seraphim]

Seraph paused when the clouds started to dissapear and immediately through his hands in front of his face. He hated the transformation as he lost all control. If he transformed he would end up hurting someone, or getting killed by the Oozaru before him. From his lower position, it was hard to watch for another attack thrown his way, so he flew upward for a more favorable position. When he arrived at his position he noticed that the other saiyan on the opposite side of him was charging attack. By the power he was charging, Seraph could have been caught in the blast if he would have stayed at the altitude.

However, he was spotted by the majin, who with a sickening snarl sent a barrage of blasts toward him, which seemed to have a bigger bang per buck ratio than the ghosts. At his distance from him, dodging them all was near impossible. Seraph could block them, but with that many blasts coming toward him, it would still more likely kill him. Seraph instead decided to soften the barage by shooting a couple of weaker ki beams into the crimson cloud, taking out a couple of blasts before the rest of them reached him. By then he had already drawn his body in, making himself a smaller target while gaurding himself by crossing his arms in front of him.

The whole world seemed to blow up around him. The blasts literally sent him rocketing toward the ground, right in the middle of a few craters created by the blasts that missed. Seraph couldn't remember when he hit the ground, but he knew he was hurting from the impact having hit back-first. He swore he heard something crack, but he couldn't figure out what was broken. He was hurting everywhere, and it was hard for him to move. It was very tempting to look at the moon now, but it would only hurt him more in the long run. He managed to move his head to the side just in time to see the majin's body walking casually toward him. Seraph tensed his muscles, testing them just in case he would have to retreat. He found he broke his left arm, and winced from the pain of moving it. After the inspection he judged that he could move for a while and suddenly for a short time if he needed to escape but after that he may pass out. Funny... Seraph's dad had his left arm severed in battle when he served the central saiyan government.

[Serori Yakedo-Satsumaimo]

Tantalized, Serori let out a scream of rage. Neither of the other two Saiyans had transformed, and as she was the biggest target, the Majin had chosen her for his form of pleasure, which was to cause torture. He had put his head in side of her ear, screaming in it as loud as he could. Ear now ringing, Serori swatted to that side, attempting to hit him, but also hitting the Majin ghosts.

This was...an...aagh! Serori's proper mind fought hard to regain control over the beast, pushing with all her might. The Oozaru turned to the left, facing Yuumaru, and prepared another mouth beam. At the last minute, the head jerked, sending bright yellow beams of energy cascading downward, in the direction of Jui and Seraph.

Claws reached up, grabbing at the head, tearing through flesh. Mouth opened, horrible white fangs shown, blood red tongue flailing as wails and shrieks filled the air. Stumbling legs pushed forward, then back, control being tossed around. Finally, Serori forced herself, out of sheer will, to take steps away from the battle, towards the city. Slowly, she was gaining what she needed, to get out of this battle. However, the beast within thought differently.

The body bent down, using arms like tree trunks to smash into trash, sending large chunks of trash in a high velocity, directly into the fray. The other three combatants were in danger of being hit. Some trash tore through her fur, cutting into skin, and large rivulets of blood dripped onto the ground. Another cry of agony, and this time both voices were of the same mind. Crashing into buildings, arms flailing madly, the giant monkey fled the scene. Should anything, or anybody, come at her, she would immediately attempt to grab them, and throw them on the ground.

((Chance to interact, next post will be my parting post))